When I pray: relieve me of the bondage of self, that I better do thy will – these things, then, are what make those chains. My pride, my self-regard, my flaws.

Lord, let me shed these things like an unneeded cloak. At the end of a long day, I drop my worn garments to the ground in a pile. These flaws in my nature, that I wear like armor through the day, let me drop them.